JETHRO TULL
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WE POSTED PICTURES OF THE HOUSE I AM BUILDING EARLIER THIS YEAR. IT'S A HUGE BARN SHAPED, CEDAR HOUSE WITH A GREAT GYM IN THE BOTTOM, AN OFFICE, BIG ROCK SHOWERS, LIVING QUARTERS UPSTAIRS, A CARDIO AREA....NEW EVERYTHING. BRAND NEW APPLIANCES, MY DISHWASHER AND MICROWAVE ARE STILL IN THE BOX. EVERYTHING IS HOOKED UP OTHERWISE ALTHOUGH WE STILL HAVE SOME VARNISHING AND STAINING LEFT TO DO, ETC.
I THOUGHT I'D PUT AN ADD IN THE PAPER FOR A ROOMATE TO HELP ME WITH THE PAYMENTS. IF I HAD BEEN LOOKING FOR A PLACE WHEN I WAS 25 AND SINGLE AND SAW MY HOUSE...I'D HAVE GIVEN MY LEFT NUT TO LIVE THERE!
LEG PRESS, SQUAT RACK, LIFEFITNESS EQUIPMENT, COMPLETE DUMBELLS UP TO 130'S...SMITH, LAT PULLDOWN, LAT ROW, T-BAR, SINGLE LEG STANDING LEG CURL...COMPLETE GYM. A WASHER AND DRYER IN EACH BATHROOM...
LET'S JUST SAY THE PLACE WOULD BE PERFECT FOR ANY LIFTER WHO WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM EVERYONE AND GET HUGE.
IN MY MIND I WAS VISUALIZING SOME OF YOU GUYS FROM THE BOARD COMING OUT, SEEING THE PLACE AND SAYING "HOLY SHIT"....SOME GUY OR GAL WHO WOULD APPRECIATE THE PLACE.
I AM STILL PSYCHED UP ABOUT IT RIGHT NOW! KEEP IN MIND...."I" HAVEN'T EVEN LIVED IN THE HOUSE YET!
I LIVE 5 HOURS AWAY...SO I HAD MY MOM PUT AN ADD IN THE PAPER FOR ME. SHE GIVES A DESCIPTION OF THE PLACE, FULL GYM, PRIVACY, RIVER, ETC.....NO, PETS, NO KIDS.
A SPORTS WRITER FOR A LOCAL PAPER ANSWERS THE ADD AND TELLS MOM THE PLACE IS PERFECT BECAUSE HE DOES MOST OF HIS WORK ON THE COMPUTER. I WENT DOWN TO MEET THE GUY LAST WEEKEND AND SIGN THE RENTAL PAPERS.
WELL, THANK GOD I WENT. THE DUDES FAMILY IS THERE, HIS BROTHERS, SISTERS ETC....WITH BIG MOVING TRAILERS. HE'S NOT THERE.
I LOOK INSIDE MY NEW HOUSE AND EVERY COUNTER IN THE KITCHEN, THE STOVE TOP [WHICH HAS NEVER BEEN USED AND IS GLASS TOP] IS COVERED WITH JUNK. SPOONS, FORKS, ASSORTED PLATES, BOXES OF CRAP THAT LOOKS LIKE YOU COULDN'T GIVE IT AWAY AT A GARAGE SALE. I LOOK IN ONE OF THE BATHROOMS....SAME DEAL. THE DRYER DOOR IS HANING OPEN WITH THE LIGHT ON AND THERE IS JUNK EVERY WHERE. CASES OF BEER STACKED IN THE BATHROOM.
THE GUY HASN'T EVEN LIVED THERE FOR ONE DAY AT THIS POINT. MY HANDS WERE STARTING TO SHAKE AND I TELL THE FAMILY TO STOP EVERYTHING.
I EXPLAIN THE TYPE OF PERSON I HAD IN MIND FOR THIS HOUSE. I TELL THEM I AM A CLEAN FREAK, THAT I WON'T EVEN LET MY GIRL FRIEND BRING HER CAT TO THE HOUSE AS I DON'T WANT CAT HAIR IN THE NEW HOUSE. I TELL THEM I AM INTO PHYSICAL FITNESS AND WAS LOOKING FOR SOMEONE WHO WAS INTO SIMILAR PURSUITS AS I MENTIONED IN THE NEWSPAPER ADD.
THEY ASKED ME TO AT LEAST MEET "MIKE". SO WE ALL STAND AROUND AND IT'S REALLY UNCOMFORTABLE.
"MIKE" THE SPORTS COLUMNIST SHOWS UP. HE SHAKES MY HAND AND INTRODUCES HIMSELF. THIS PROCESS TAKES SOME TIME SINCE HE HOLDS A LEASH IN HIS RIGHT HAND AND FUMBLES AROUND SWITHING IT OVER TO HIS LEFT HAND.
YES, HE'S GOT A LITTLE DOG. [REMEMER, THE ADD SAID NO PETS, NO KIDS]
MY HANDS SHAKE HARDER AND I AM SPEECHLESS. THE GUY IS MAYBE 5'8 AND 340. GROSSLY FAT. GAP BETWEEN THE FRONT TEETH, PUTRID INCISORS AND INFLAMED GUMS, WHICH STAND OUT BOLDLY AGAINST HIS WHITE FRECKLED SKIN. HE'S ACTUALLY HUFFING AND PUFFING FROM THE WALK TO THE HOUSE.
TURNS OUT HE'S DIABETIC, HAS HEART TROUBLE, IS ON 3 DIFFERENT ANTI-DEPRESSANT MEDICATIONS AND HAS BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL THE NIGHT BEFORE AND GIVEN NITROGLYCERIN.
I MENTION THE FACT THAT I DON'T THINK IT'S GOING TO WORK AND I GIVE HIM HIS CHECK BACK. I ALSO MENTION THE FACT THAT I'VE GOT WOOD FLOORS UPSTAIR AND HE HAS A DOG. HE THEN TELLS ME THE DOG IS WELL TRAINED AND HAS NEVER BEEN A PROBLEM.
HIS SISTER THEN CHIMES IN WITH THIS STATEMENT: "WELL, SHE WOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM IF YOU WEREN'T TOO LAZY TO GET OUT OF THE CHAIR AND LET HER OUT".....NICE!
TURNS OUT HE'S BEING SUED BY THE LAST PEOPLE HE RENTED FROM FOR DESTROYING THERE HOUSE. THE DOG URINATED AND SHAT ALL OVER THE FLOORS. [ I FOUND THIS OUT LATER ]
THEY PACKED UP WHAT LITTLE JUNK HE'D STARTED TO UNLOAD AND THEY LEFT.
ALL I CAN SAY IS.....I'LL NEVER THINK OF DOING THAT AGAIN! GEEZ PEOPLE ARE FULL OF SHIT. MY MOM WAS CRYING BECAUSE SHE TRUSTED THIS ASSHOLE. LUCKY I WAS THERE....BEFORE ANY DAMAGE COULD HAPPEN. I SWEAR TO GOD THAT IT TOOK THREE HOURS BEFORE MY PULSE RATE WENT BACK TO NORMAL.
I WAS THINKING OF A GUY LIKE KM2000. SOME GUY WHO DOESN'T EVEN EAT JUNK FOOD, YOU KNOW?
THEN CHRIS FARLEY SHOWS UP.
I THOUGHT I'D PUT AN ADD IN THE PAPER FOR A ROOMATE TO HELP ME WITH THE PAYMENTS. IF I HAD BEEN LOOKING FOR A PLACE WHEN I WAS 25 AND SINGLE AND SAW MY HOUSE...I'D HAVE GIVEN MY LEFT NUT TO LIVE THERE!
LEG PRESS, SQUAT RACK, LIFEFITNESS EQUIPMENT, COMPLETE DUMBELLS UP TO 130'S...SMITH, LAT PULLDOWN, LAT ROW, T-BAR, SINGLE LEG STANDING LEG CURL...COMPLETE GYM. A WASHER AND DRYER IN EACH BATHROOM...
LET'S JUST SAY THE PLACE WOULD BE PERFECT FOR ANY LIFTER WHO WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM EVERYONE AND GET HUGE.
IN MY MIND I WAS VISUALIZING SOME OF YOU GUYS FROM THE BOARD COMING OUT, SEEING THE PLACE AND SAYING "HOLY SHIT"....SOME GUY OR GAL WHO WOULD APPRECIATE THE PLACE.
I AM STILL PSYCHED UP ABOUT IT RIGHT NOW! KEEP IN MIND...."I" HAVEN'T EVEN LIVED IN THE HOUSE YET!
I LIVE 5 HOURS AWAY...SO I HAD MY MOM PUT AN ADD IN THE PAPER FOR ME. SHE GIVES A DESCIPTION OF THE PLACE, FULL GYM, PRIVACY, RIVER, ETC.....NO, PETS, NO KIDS.
A SPORTS WRITER FOR A LOCAL PAPER ANSWERS THE ADD AND TELLS MOM THE PLACE IS PERFECT BECAUSE HE DOES MOST OF HIS WORK ON THE COMPUTER. I WENT DOWN TO MEET THE GUY LAST WEEKEND AND SIGN THE RENTAL PAPERS.
WELL, THANK GOD I WENT. THE DUDES FAMILY IS THERE, HIS BROTHERS, SISTERS ETC....WITH BIG MOVING TRAILERS. HE'S NOT THERE.
I LOOK INSIDE MY NEW HOUSE AND EVERY COUNTER IN THE KITCHEN, THE STOVE TOP [WHICH HAS NEVER BEEN USED AND IS GLASS TOP] IS COVERED WITH JUNK. SPOONS, FORKS, ASSORTED PLATES, BOXES OF CRAP THAT LOOKS LIKE YOU COULDN'T GIVE IT AWAY AT A GARAGE SALE. I LOOK IN ONE OF THE BATHROOMS....SAME DEAL. THE DRYER DOOR IS HANING OPEN WITH THE LIGHT ON AND THERE IS JUNK EVERY WHERE. CASES OF BEER STACKED IN THE BATHROOM.
THE GUY HASN'T EVEN LIVED THERE FOR ONE DAY AT THIS POINT. MY HANDS WERE STARTING TO SHAKE AND I TELL THE FAMILY TO STOP EVERYTHING.
I EXPLAIN THE TYPE OF PERSON I HAD IN MIND FOR THIS HOUSE. I TELL THEM I AM A CLEAN FREAK, THAT I WON'T EVEN LET MY GIRL FRIEND BRING HER CAT TO THE HOUSE AS I DON'T WANT CAT HAIR IN THE NEW HOUSE. I TELL THEM I AM INTO PHYSICAL FITNESS AND WAS LOOKING FOR SOMEONE WHO WAS INTO SIMILAR PURSUITS AS I MENTIONED IN THE NEWSPAPER ADD.
THEY ASKED ME TO AT LEAST MEET "MIKE". SO WE ALL STAND AROUND AND IT'S REALLY UNCOMFORTABLE.
"MIKE" THE SPORTS COLUMNIST SHOWS UP. HE SHAKES MY HAND AND INTRODUCES HIMSELF. THIS PROCESS TAKES SOME TIME SINCE HE HOLDS A LEASH IN HIS RIGHT HAND AND FUMBLES AROUND SWITHING IT OVER TO HIS LEFT HAND.
YES, HE'S GOT A LITTLE DOG. [REMEMER, THE ADD SAID NO PETS, NO KIDS]
MY HANDS SHAKE HARDER AND I AM SPEECHLESS. THE GUY IS MAYBE 5'8 AND 340. GROSSLY FAT. GAP BETWEEN THE FRONT TEETH, PUTRID INCISORS AND INFLAMED GUMS, WHICH STAND OUT BOLDLY AGAINST HIS WHITE FRECKLED SKIN. HE'S ACTUALLY HUFFING AND PUFFING FROM THE WALK TO THE HOUSE.
TURNS OUT HE'S DIABETIC, HAS HEART TROUBLE, IS ON 3 DIFFERENT ANTI-DEPRESSANT MEDICATIONS AND HAS BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL THE NIGHT BEFORE AND GIVEN NITROGLYCERIN.
I MENTION THE FACT THAT I DON'T THINK IT'S GOING TO WORK AND I GIVE HIM HIS CHECK BACK. I ALSO MENTION THE FACT THAT I'VE GOT WOOD FLOORS UPSTAIR AND HE HAS A DOG. HE THEN TELLS ME THE DOG IS WELL TRAINED AND HAS NEVER BEEN A PROBLEM.
HIS SISTER THEN CHIMES IN WITH THIS STATEMENT: "WELL, SHE WOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM IF YOU WEREN'T TOO LAZY TO GET OUT OF THE CHAIR AND LET HER OUT".....NICE!
TURNS OUT HE'S BEING SUED BY THE LAST PEOPLE HE RENTED FROM FOR DESTROYING THERE HOUSE. THE DOG URINATED AND SHAT ALL OVER THE FLOORS. [ I FOUND THIS OUT LATER ]
THEY PACKED UP WHAT LITTLE JUNK HE'D STARTED TO UNLOAD AND THEY LEFT.
ALL I CAN SAY IS.....I'LL NEVER THINK OF DOING THAT AGAIN! GEEZ PEOPLE ARE FULL OF SHIT. MY MOM WAS CRYING BECAUSE SHE TRUSTED THIS ASSHOLE. LUCKY I WAS THERE....BEFORE ANY DAMAGE COULD HAPPEN. I SWEAR TO GOD THAT IT TOOK THREE HOURS BEFORE MY PULSE RATE WENT BACK TO NORMAL.
I WAS THINKING OF A GUY LIKE KM2000. SOME GUY WHO DOESN'T EVEN EAT JUNK FOOD, YOU KNOW?
THEN CHRIS FARLEY SHOWS UP.
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